Let you be a good grandson, you raise a group of banshees?

Lu Yuan couldn't help but look at her. It was like meeting an old friend for the first time. A throbbing that hadn't appeared for a long time surged in his heart. He quickly suppressed this impulse and regained his composure. "Who are you? Why are you helping me?" His voice was alert, but he couldn't hide a little curiosity.

The woman smiled slightly, her eyes showing warmth and determination. "My name is Ling Qian, and I'm here to help you fight against Mo Ji. We have a common goal, don't we?"

"What can you bring?" Lu Yuan raised his head, seemingly disdainful, but in fact it was an instinctive test.

Ling Qian gently raised her hand, her fingertips swiped through the air, like a dancing fairy, and an invisible barrier slowly rose in front of them, blocking all the incoming evil spirits. The barrier was like a transparent water curtain, but it swallowed up the black devil's claws in an instant, turning into countless tiny points of light, and dissipated without a trace in the air.

"This is just the beginning," Ling Qian's voice was as clear as lake water, "We need to discover the true power together."

Seeing this scene, Lu Yuan's heart finally moved. He looked at Ling Qian with complicated eyes, as if thinking about something, and Ling Qian patted his shoulder gently, as if wanting to convey a power of trust to him.

The two stood side by side, like a solid barrier that could not be crossed. Lu Yuan could feel the surging energy in Ling Qian's body. She seemed to have the same unpredictable potential as himself. He had no reason to doubt her. Instead, an indescribable tacit understanding surged in his heart. Without words, they could understand each other's intentions just by perception.

Although the interior of the castle was filled with the roars and roars of fighting, at this moment, it seemed as if time had stopped for them. Amid the roar of battle, they looked at each other, and there was a tacit understanding of each other.

Mo Ji stood on the high platform, looking down at them coldly. Her originally calm face was now full of anger. She didn't expect that under such a fierce attack, someone could withstand her first wave of attacks. She couldn't believe that Lu Yuan actually got a strong reinforcement.

"You deserve to die!" The roar of the Demon Princess rolled in like thunder, deafening. She waved her hands, and a more powerful force gathered in the sky. This was her long-dormant trick, intended to destroy Lu Yuan in one blow.

However, Lu Yuan remained calm, as he had never been afraid of the other party's threats. He knew that this was his innate arrogance, and it was also the basis for him to repeatedly overcome life and death.

"I will never let you succeed!" Lu Yuan shouted, his whole body glowing with golden light, accompanied by the power of the resonance between heaven and earth. With the help of the energy of the ancestral jade pendant, he instantly released an unparalleled momentum and rushed towards the Demon Princess.

Ling Qian followed closely beside Lu Yuan, like a flash of lightning, shining with his golden light, forming an indestructible joint offensive. This was their unavoidable fate, and also the challenge they had to face.

The situation gradually became intense. Both Lu Yuan and Ling Qian felt unprecedented pressure. However, this was also an opportunity to break through their own limits.

Just as the two were about to meet the Demon Princess, they did not expect that a strange and colder aura would quietly envelope them. This unexpected change forced them to stop.

"There is a back-up plan?" Lu Yuan was slightly surprised, and suddenly realized that this battle was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Ling Qian also frowned slightly, as if she sensed another threat. She turned around and signaled Lu Yuan to stop attacking, keeping a close eye on the surroundings. "Be careful, she can't act alone, she must have helpers."

At this moment, a vague figure emerged from the shadows, and a contemptuous and mocking laugh echoed in the air. "You are really troublesome. Someone has to help Moji deal with you two annoying troublemakers."

It was a man in strange clothes, shrouded in black mist, with faint dragon scales flickering on the surface of his skin. His voice exuded a sharp chill, and every word seemed to be deliberately carved with an ice cone. "Let me wait for you." Lu Yuan clenched his teeth, as if unwilling to be provoked by the other party, while Ling Qian stepped back slightly, ready to fight side by side with Lu Yuan. The new enemy has arrived, and the other party brings not only strength, but also challenges and variables.

Lu Yuan sneered, and golden light circulated around him, like a god descending from heaven. "Just you? Are you worthy of the word 'waiting for you'?" The innate arrogance in his bones was clearly revealed at this moment.

Ling Qian seemed more cautious. She pulled Lu Yuan's arm, signaling him not to underestimate the enemy. "This black fog is strange. Be careful."

The man in the black fog uttered a sharp mocking sound upon hearing this. "Oh, you are quite attentive, little girl. Unfortunately, attentiveness can't save your life!" Before he finished speaking, the black fog rolled up, like a giant python that was ready to bite its prey, and pounced towards Ling Qian.

Lu Yuan was quick to pull Ling Qian behind him. At the same time, golden light surged, forming an indestructible shield that blocked all of the black fog's attacks. "Don't overestimate your own abilities!"

"Interesting," a man's joking voice came from the black fog, "It seems that the information from the Demon Princess is wrong. You are really capable, kid." The black fog gradually dissipated, revealing the man's hideous face. He had a pair of snake-like vertical pupils, and his skin was covered with fine black dragon scales, emitting a disgusting fishy smell.

"The remnant of the Dragon Clan?" Lu Yuan saw through the man's origins at a glance, and said with a hint of disdain, "I didn't expect that the dignified Dragon Clan would be reduced to associating with the Demon Clan. This is really a disgrace to our ancestors!"

The man was furious, and his skin beneath the dragon scales turned a strange red. "You're looking for death!" He roared and attacked again. This time, the black mist was mixed with sharp black dragon claws, and it went straight for Lu Yuan's heart.

Lu Yuan did not dodge or evade, allowing the dragon claws to pierce his body.

"I succeeded!" The man was ecstatic, but the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

Lu Yuan's body gradually became transparent, and finally turned into a ball of golden light and dissipated in the air.

"Afterimage!" The man cursed inwardly and quickly turned around to look for Lu Yuan.

"Are you looking for me?" Lu Yuan's voice came from behind him, his tone full of teasing.

The man was horrified and turned around suddenly, only to see that Lu Yuan had appeared behind him at some point, holding a long sword shining with golden light in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at his throat.

"You..." The man was terrified. He had no idea how Lu Yuan moved behind him.

"Now, it's my turn." Lu Yuan curled his lips into a sneer and stabbed out with the sword in his hand.

"Ah!" The man screamed, his body was swallowed by the golden light, and finally turned into a pool of black water, emitting waves of foul odor. (End of this chapter)